SEAL Mountain Man (A Navy SEAL Brotherhood Romance) by Ivy Jordan

Author:Ivy Jordan [Jordan, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Three

“Can you be at the studio today at three?” Tamara asked.

“Yes,” I agreed quickly.

I watched Tamara grip her petite hands around the over-sized coffee mug and take a long sip. Her eyes were locked onto mine with a strange look of concern.

“Have you seen Josh anymore?” she asked cautiously.

I hadn’t. Not since our date, but I knew he had gone on a twenty-four-hour shift right after. He did text, at least a couple times a day. “No. We’ve talked,” I admitted.

“So, just the one date?” she asked.

I nodded, unsure of where she was going. A thick glob of anxiety sat in my gut, slowly rising to my chest as I waited for her to elaborate.

“Well, this may be an awkward day,” she chuckled nervously.

“Why?”

She took another long sip of her coffee, and then carefully placed the mug on the counter. “The pictures are a bit steamier,” she said.

I’d left a streak of excitement in the crotch of the bikini bottoms during the first shoot. I couldn’t imagine how it could get any steamier than that.

“I understand if it’s too awkward and you don’t want to do it,” she said quickly.

I could note the hint of irritation in her voice. Why wouldn’t I want to do it?

“I told you I could keep our private life separate from the shoot. I wouldn’t let you down,” I pleaded.

“It’s just, well… you’ll be nude in the shoot,” she said, quickly clearing her throat.

“Nude?” I asked, shocked, excited… mortified.

“Yes. Of course, the pictures will be tastefully edited not to include any private parts in the finals,” she said quickly.

The final prints were the least of my worries. Nude? With Josh?

“Emily, I get it if this is something you can’t do. I’ll call another model for the shoot,” Tamara said.

Another model? Another nude model wrapped in Josh’s arms? “No. I can do it,” I snapped.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

I nodded. The glob in my gut rose through my chest and rested at the bottom of my throat. I couldn’t speak. I smiled, trying my best to show confidence in my agreement.

“Okay. I’ll see ya at three,” she said, grabbing her bag and heading out the door.

Oh my God! What had I agreed to? This was horrible, and strangely delicious all at the same time.

My morning, and most of my afternoon, was spent grooming. I showered, shaved, and lathered in scented lotions. This wasn’t exactly how I pictured my first time naked with Josh, but I couldn’t let Tamara down, and I needed the money. Mostly, I couldn’t imagine another woman in Josh’s bare arms. No way!

I stood in the mirror, naked and judgmental.

My phone rang, pulling me out of the stress-filled trance I was in. I looked at the screen; a number not saved in my contacts appeared. The casting agents? I had given up on them calling; it’d been over a week and I hadn’t even received a rejection. “Hello?” I answered.

“Is this Emily Warren?” the stale voice asked on the other end of the phone.

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